>>1944729
G.

>>1944729
>L.Skip to perspective

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Last time we were engaged in a campaign in Ranelirda, where the nations of Setyrias stand together in an alliance against the rising threat of the Vast. We raided the lair of the necromancer Whitesnow, killing her at last and then proceeded to journey to the forested Corvoni front, where the Roggarian army, along with local forces, unsuccessfully confronted an army of the Felinkot, commanded by the Vast God of Fire himself.
A batch of reinforcements is already underway from Roggar and will reach Ranelirda's shores in the next month.

>>1944729
>G.Research & development

>>1944729
>G.Research & development

>>1944729
G

The House of Lords will accept proposals from the research commitee for consideration in which project to support.


Give ideas for technological developments. You have a free roam on this, as long as the idea makes sense. After some considerations, a vote will be held.

>>1944877
The Golemmancer's of Gobbopolis have two ideas to put forward to the Council of Lords.

The first is the Magi-Cart rail system, by attaching large trains of self moving carts onto rails they can move with little input allowing large amounts of goods to be moved quickly and efficiently from place to place. With more resources and research we could find the most efficient way to run them and build lines connecting the major cities or Roggar.

The second choice is Elemental Cannons by using advanced enchanting and elemental magics we can construction massive cannon "wands" allowing us to funnel mana from low level casters into a massive cannon burst of elemental magic.

>>1944887
"This elemental cannon scheme of yours sounds like just the kind of big idea we need right now.
I back it, and as you all you know I back the best ideas."

>>1944887
y e s - second is better though.

>>1944887
Muh elemental canons

>>1944899
While the issue is already settled by clear majority, I'll still throw in a suggestion for making really big rockets to fight them bad titans.

>>1944887
Elemental cannons will be the best.

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The proposal for elemental cannons has been accepted. They are essentially the opposite of a wand, having (usually) many casters pouring their efforts together into a joint attack, the capacity of which goes beyond what any one of them could achieve or even of what their individual spells together would produce.

We turn our attention back west. It's 15.8.816. You are at the Roggarian army camp - our Kingdom has about fifty-two thousand fighting men here left. Our engagement against the Fire God was unsuccessful and we had to withdraw. The southern Corvoni army is of a roughly equal size to ours. There's the Lursari army - about five thousand remaining fighters - northwest of us and the Northern Corvonni front further along there, with a force under fifty thousand present.
North, on the Buhowlos front, the locals have around seventy thousand active troops, backed by ten thousand Anglanorse and fourty thousand Aurileni.
If you have any other questions, ask away.

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While Marcus was at the front, his good friend, Grandholder Georgius of the Archive was reluctant to join the war in the west due to his past at the hands of Roggarians, who burned his city, killed his parent and disfigured him. He was always deeply Pantheonic but the prospect of fighting a war along with Roggarians discusted him. Upon learning of the heroic death of his madman of a friend, Georgius had a change of heart. The next morning was debuted with a brief council calling for a mustering of the physicians and soldiers of his land. He, personnally would too go to war. Within a week of the death of Marcus, Georgius was sailing for revenge in the name of the only Roggarian who saw him for who he was, and not another Eternian.

TROOPS BEING SENT:
Grandholder Georgius
200 additional Archive Guards
200 physicians

Total of my troops there
Georgius
400 Archive Guards
200 Physicians

>>1945110
"I suggest we for the time being stick with delaying tactics, diversions, stalling and raiding. Anything to buy time while we stockpile supplies and bring in more reinforcements.
Come the autumn, we should have sufficients troops to counterattack. Better weather to.

In addition, we should bring in more heavy hitters to deal with this huge firedemon thing. Hit him with four champions and a couple of dragons I say."

>>1945137
"I would agree with Rabban on the stalling point while we get reinforcements, we should wait until the weather is cooler to strike; however, I think retrieving more champions weakens the other fronts. We should stick to manpower rather than special power."

>>1945137
Agreed

Give me three rolls for delaying the enemy

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>1945204
i got this

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>1945204
surge

Rolled 13 (1d100)

>>1945204

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>1945204

Our current position is under attack - and the enemy's holding the advantage yet again, in numbers, morale and weather. Our delaying actions were unsuccessful and they're about to engage us in an open battle.
A.Stand and fight, call for all available aid and hope for the best
B.Retreat west, towards Gardits, the capital
C.Retreat south
D.Retreat north, try to move to the other front.
E.Other

>>1945229
A

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>>1945229
>A.Stand and fight, call for all available aid and hope for the best
"No more running! Not while we have tens of thousands of footmen to throw at them!"

>>1945229
A
!fun!

>>1945229
A.

It seems we'll be fighting. The date is 22.8.816. It's a warm day and our army holds no particularly good defensive terrain - there's forests, small hills and grasslands in this area in abundance. The centaurs are within a day of their pace to the northwest, the Corvoni are some miles to our south, but have been informed and will be aiding us.
General positioning and preparation for the battle is now. Draw up plans, present them if you want - and roll three d100s to begin it.

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>1945278
"I say we scatter our remaining artillery and gunners over the small hills we control. A cluster of gunpowder will be far to vulnerable to enemy firemagic.

As for the infantry, I say we have them dig trenches and erect stakes as fast as possible, anything that might slow the enemy down.

What cavalry and other elites we got to remain in reserve, for the decisive counterattack should our lines be breached."

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>1945300
>>1945278
"Agreeing with Rabban."

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>1945300
Agree

>>1945278
March to meet them in open battle, giving them fixed positions to burn is pure folly. We must use our strength in ward magic and heavy infantry to secure the day.

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The battle begins with thunderous roar and fiery blasts - from the enemy's side. Captured artillery and magefire together rained down upon our forward positions as we were still trying to move around some untis - no time for the finer details, it seems, we'll have to fight as is! The crows and centaurs are still on the way, the enemy outnumbers us almost two to one.

3v3, commanders may give orders to their units

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>1945323
s u r g e

Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>1945323

Rolled 46 (1d100)

>>1945323
Griffin riders with me! We will strike hard and destroy hit those artillery batteries before that can destroy more!

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>1945323
REEEEEE

Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>1945323

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>1945323
l
o
w

Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>1945323
"Hold the line men, stop them right here! I'll decapitate anyone who retreats!"

88vs98
-10 numbers -20 initiative

The goblin flyers had some success in their raids, suffering some casualties. The enemy's ranged fire peppered our front lines as their heavy core advances, but they're in no rush to enter the melee as they deem their firepower superior to our own.
3v3

Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>1945361

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>1945361
"Superior? Then we must fire faster!"

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>1945361
"Hold fast you dogs! Do not surrender an inch of soil to them!"

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>1945361

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>1945361

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>1945361

187vs157
-10 numbers -10 initiative

We're able to use the enemy's slow advance to our purposes - the mage detachments are able to ward against the worst of the enemy's magic attacks, while our ranged units return the favour in kind. The Corvoni join the battlefield from the south as the enemy army adjusts its formations to face both of us.

3v3 - again, tactics possible.

Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>1945392

Rolled 13 (1d100)

>>1945392

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>1945392
"Infantry advance!
Forward you dogs, Stomman hungers!"

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>1945392

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>1945392

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>1945392

Rolled 21 (1d100)

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124vs128
-10 numbers
Rabban leads his units forward, a mighty stiffness in his breeches from the feeling of authority and, perhaps, imminent bloodlust. The first melee engagements begin in some places as units of light and heavy infantry clash - these foes we face are a regular army. The more elite among their units are clad in plate armor and are imposing physical opponents with their combination of natural strength and martial prowess, while those who are more lightly armed and armored are nevertheless a respectable threat. The Corvoni move in with skirmishers and light infantry primarily, keeping their heavy elites in a more defensive position for the moment.

3v3

>>1945418

Rolled 67 (1d100)

>>1945418
Lion bois are trash, except for Moodini

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>1945418

Rolled 61 (1d100)

fugged up the dice

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>1945418

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Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>1945418
Leading his personal guard, in addition to the biggest and most brutish footmen he could scramble, Rabban shall attempt to hack and stomp his way deep into the enemy line, seeeking to create an opening to exploit.

Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>1945418

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Rolled 31 (1d100)

Heijiang and Haiwang will deploy decisively - having prepared supplies of water beforehand to use, they will use their magic to put out fires started by the enemy and hit key places on the battlefield where the enemy has put a lot of heat.
Base value of 40.

153vs162
-10 numbers +71 deployment

Their attacks turn the tide in our favour on several sections of the front, but a direct blast from Fire puts Haiwang out of commision, forcing that dragon to limp away on the ground, one wing completely unusable.
Elsewhere the battle is close - the centaurs are expected to arrive on our right flank soon.
3v3

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>1945488
Erdong here to provide the Schlong

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>1945488

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>1945488
"Press on lads! I want an enemy lord slain or a banner captured in my name! All shall sing my praise by nightfall!"

Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>1945488
Nyan~

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>1945488

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>1945488
Nat 1 pls

Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>1945488

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Rolled 88 (1d100)

Taking one last whiff of his pipe, Palman took a gaze of his men. Exiles, mercenaries, loyal believers in a great being now gone - men whose firey passion had not yet been extinguished. It fell unto him, as a lord, to lead them into an uncertain future - and so he drew his sabre and rallied the Band of the Phoenix forward - the crows still try to hide in their trees, but as Fire's Harbinger, no wood would hold back his flames.
Base of 25

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Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>1945525
Crap, was that a bone creaking? Damn, is it hot. And the armor's feeling heavier than it used to.
Sir Ford was getting old. No amount of magic or medicine could completely stop the effect of age and all of the accumulated wounds from years of fighting - but those years had given him experience. With his own group of followers he charges forward to meet the Fire Giant's attack. Emmerich caught a glimpse of his daughter among the warriors. He breathed in deep - no, he couldn't let himself be a dissapointment now.

Base of 25

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163vs191
-10 numbers -113 deployment +118 deployment


The battle rages hard and hot. A flaming sabre cuts through the vines - a distraction, enough to buy time for an armored woman to strike the giant in the side with a greatsword. The former Satrap is pressed on two sides by the father and daughter, two Roggarians warriors who fight for Gods, Family and Home. So that they can one day be back in Lakton, walk among the wheat fields and gaze upon Lake Ulrich.

Still, the enemy holds an overall advantage in the flow of the battle. Their ranks barely even budge, but the centaurs charging on their flanks now may give us the push we need.

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Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>1945608
All according to keikaku my friends.

Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>1945608

Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>1945608
"I'll have the head of any man who takes a step back! Keep pushing!"

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>1945608

Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>1945608
MUHAHAHA

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>1945608
FOR THE GLORY OF ROGGAR AND THE PANTHEON!

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Rolled 63 (1d100)

Magefire and blackpowder are both familiar smells for Patrice. The sound of clashing steel and explosions is nothing odd to his already damaged ears, he briefly thinks, as he adjusts his aim.
"This one's the last of the explosive rounds. Let's see if I can beat my record."
Base of 25

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Tsch. Almost reached ninety targets with one blast. Better luck next time, the man thought, as he grabbed his poleaxe and started moving forward, hammering away at plate-armoured foes one by one.
80vs177
-10 numbers +10 flanking +88 deployment

The enemy's advance on our center is slowly halted as the centaur charge on their right causes the order of battle to shift. Time enough for us to regroup and seize the initiative - if we can grasp at the opportunity!
3v3

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>1945675

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>1945675

Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>1945675
Rabban and his units shall continue to press, seeking to drive a wedge into the enemy line.

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>1945675
WITH ME MEN! CHARGE!

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>1945675

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>1945675

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>1945675

125vs200
-5 numbers

Current numbers estimates, as the day draws near its end:40k Roggarians alive, about that many Corvoni and a tenth of that in centaurs. The enemy's numbers are around the seventy-five thousand range.

The enemy commander is skilled, being able to keep his units from being encircled and wiped out. Tired soldiers are swapped out for fresh ones - he follows the conventions of warfare and knows his own strengths well.
3v3 - again, tactics aren't a bad idea.

>>1945724
Scratch that numbers bonus.

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>1945724
He knows what he is doing well but lacks something Roggarians always have, insane courage in the face of danger! We will strike out to cut off the head of this force!

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>1945724

Rolled 96 (1d100)

>>1945724
Shoot both godrics

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>1945724

Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>1945724
Seeing Rabban hammered by the lion king, Feyd rapidly scrambles his mounted bodyguard and takes the field, seeking to save his brother from certain doom (and snatch the glory while at it).

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>1945724

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Elite Roggarian divisions charge in at just the right moment - abandoning the safety of a defensive position and kicking reason to the curb, you are able to cut a path straigth through the enemy's front and reach their general's position!
While the remaining Dragon is trying to keep their titan busy and the Champions have other places on the battlefield covered, here YOUR characters - should you choose - will fight against The Lion King - the one captives refered to as the Great Abmis, a mighty general who has proven his worth on this battlefield. He towers well over seven feet tall, protected by a fine suit of plate armor and surrounded by elite Pride Knights. His weapon of choice is a rather standart one - a greatsword, not quite unlike what many Roggarians wield.
"If you wish to claim my head, you'll be putting yours in peril, unbelievers!" He roars out, in a heavily accented elvish that you are able to understand.

A character-level fight! State what you'll do and what character(s) you are using. Assume that mooks are doing other stuff, so just named guys and gals.

>>1945777
I'll be using Zalian, who wields the Holy Branch of Divata.

>>1945777
Lee steps forward then - even the cheetah cannot match his pace.

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>1945784
roll
Going to use vines and thorns to entangle the knights, making sure that they do not go anywhere.

Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>1945777
Feyd, longsword clutched in both hands and trusted dagger in belt, struts forward, confident as a cock.
"Nothing personell kitten."

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>>1945777
Duke Foreman Swift-Hands III, Conqueror of Ferhom, Ravager of Eternia and Vanquisher of Darkness.

Wearing the Armor of Mor and wielding the Blade of Judgement shall move to take the head of the lion king!

Rolled 96 (1d100)

>>1945777
Kolina and Reimar fight once again by each others side. Baba protecc while Reimar attacc.

Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>1945795
>>1945777
>>1945796
Lee will push forward with his rapier, aiming to help Zalian.

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>1945777

>>1945777
Ok, here the Crystal Lord, Ado Hatl, and his loyal assistant, Quell, Shall actually fight, possibly die, from a distance of about 40 meters, with a gun.

Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>1945812
>>1945777
We cast bullet.

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>1945777
Sending in Taiwaz II equipment shortsword bow & arrow, Studded Leather armor

Taiwaz will start by loosing arrows at the lion Kings Elites.

Rolled 66, 11, 80, 7, 35, 13, 94 = 306 (7d100)

>>1945796
>>1945799
>>1945804
>>1945806
>>1945811
>>1945819
>>1945826

Answering to the rolls. Wait for my announcing a second round before you post anew

>>1945826
One of them catches an arrow you shot, strings it on their own bow and shoots it back at you, hitting you in one of the studs of your armor and sending you on the ground. You start wondering what studded leather armor even is supposed to be.
>>1945819
Your bullet hits some guy who did a fancy trick with a bow. The future is now, old man!
>>1945796
One of the knights stabs you in the gut. You're down on the ground, bleeding.
>>1945799
One Pride Knight moves to intercept you, but you avoid the swing of his axe and stab him in the face with your longsword.
>>1945804
Their combined fighting gets them forward - an impressively large Pride Knight wielding a halberd-like weapon - a bardiche, Reimar thinks - is eventually felled with a skilled strike.
>>1945806
You pull him back in time before a second hit can take him out. You bring him to a healer, who says he'll live, but won't be able to fight for a while.
>>1945811
You clash with the Lion King, exchanging blow for blow, neither managing to do any damage to the other yet. He seems to be...smiling?

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>1945876
Rabban, while wounded, refuses to be outdone by his insufferably smug littlebrother. The glory shall be his!
His longsword Lightbringer gripped thightly, he charges in and hacks away with the reckless abandon that got him the nickname "the beast"

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>1945876
"COME LION! LET US MATCH BLOWS! MY GODS GUIDE ME AS YOUR FALSE IDOLS DO YOU!"

Smile back.

Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>1945876
This time I will attend to the Lion King - he may have strength, but I have agility.

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>1945876
"Its pronounced Bardine!"
If the strategy aint broke don't fix it.

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Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>1945876
Being occupied with things behind the line to immediately see and challenge the lion, Aldric Kroeger finally rushes forward to join the fight.

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>1945876
"Ugh i'm going to need new armor after this."
Taiwaz gets back up and shots another at the Lion from before.

Rolled 25, 93, 26, 1, 100, 1 = 246 (6d100)

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>1945876
Try and move away to get medical help

>>1945881
Lightbringer hacks through the defences of another Pride Knight as Rabban's erection is restored.
>>1945885
"VERY WELL, LORD OF GOLD!" The lion roars as his sword catches flame and he presses on you, beginning to land some hits that deal damage - not cutting or even piercing through your armor, but blunt force trauma to your body nevertheless.
>>1945887
That you do - occupied with the goblin duke, the Lion King does not notice your attack as you stab him in a weaker point in his armor. He only then turns around to face both of you.
>>1945891
You fix it, all right - two more cats on the ground. These don't always land on their feet when they fall, you learn.
>>1945900
The tallest among the Pride Knights, one wielding a massive hammer, smashes at your shield and sends you flying, your left arm suffering broken bones and no longer usable in the fight.
>>1945909
You see that someone had shot him already - instead, your arrow lands in the groin of another Pride Knight, which causes him to stumble back, knocking one of his comrades down into Reimar's blade.

It's just the King, two shieldbearers and the hammerwielder left now.

Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>1945956
His foolish brute of a brother distracting the enemy warriors, Feyd shall seek to hunt the most dangerous prey, his dagger having an appointment with the neck of a certain distracted lion king.

"There can only be one king of the jungle. And man is the most dangerous predator of all."

Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>1945956
"You have a flaming sword! SO DO I!"

Ignite Judgement and match the Lion Kings blows!

Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>1945956
With his attention on me, I will assist the goblin duke in bringing down this furred monstrosity. Swift-hands and a swift man aligned in goal, of course.

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>1945956
>>1945956
Take our good right arm and stab for the lions neck.

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>1945956
Even a mighty hammer like that is no match for Khal Maraz and Kolinas protecction could easily stop that. Protecc Aldric and attac the hammerboi.

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>1945956
Focus on one of the Hammer wielders. use my speed to dodge his hammer strikes and slash at his weak points with my shortsword.

Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>1945956
Gun freshly loaded, we take aim at the hammer fag, and fire.

Rolled 76, 9, 12, 75, 17, 97, 99 = 385 (7d100)

FUN! time

The Lion King's eyes turn partially red - perhaps under the influence of some kind of substance - as he roars out and starts moving faster than before!
>>1945963
He grabs Feyd's wrist with his left arm, twisting hard before throwing him to the ground below him. The lion kicks Feyd in the face again as he's on the ground, leaving him unconsciouss.
>>1945965
Your flaming swords exchange blows once more, again neither prevailing over the other - but this time the Lion is multitasking as he fights you with only his right hand.
>>1945969
The King tries to dodge your strike, but simply stepped into it instead - another good blow in, more blood wetting your blade - but he doesn't look slowed down.
>>1945971
You get up and get in close, dodging a strike from the hammer and stabbing up, hitting the knight in a small, unguarded area as he starts bleeding - but he is not yet dead.
>>1945973
You smack him in the back hard, causing him to stumble forward.
>>1945976
The hammer knight almost crushes you under his weight, your sword having dealt no damage - you drop your sword while getting out of the way.
>>1945980
You hit his armor in its thickest part, dealing no damage whatsoever. Moreover, one of the other knights engages you in closer range!

A knight you hadn't previously noticed joins the hammerwielder - armed with a spear that cracks with Storm energy, he aims to protect his friend from the attackers around him as the King is protected by a shieldbearer.

Rolled 96 (1d100)

>>1946054
Just BREAK!

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>1946054
Rabban, brows furrowed, froth at mouth and erection raging, shall tackle the lion king to the ground and pound his face in with his gauntleted fists.
“Nobody bullies my brother but me! I'll knock all your stupid teeth out and then ransom back what's left of you!”

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>1946054
He may not have slowed down, but I'll up the pace yet!

Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>1946054
Storm reminds Reimar of Vy. It its almost like it happened yesterday, Reimar won't let his friends die again.

Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>1946054
Get my sword back and look for some kind of weakness in the Lions defenses.

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>1946054
Pull out the (spear) shaft and penetrate the pussy (cat) again. Do this repeatedly until it finally succumbs and submits.

Rolled 23, 40, 69, 16, 45, 61 = 254 (6d100)

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>1946054
"Help me stab him! Dammit Mr. Quell!"
Dagger stabs.

>>1946059
>>1946067
>>1946070
Three men attack the Lion King from different sides, simultaneously. Lee's attack misses and the lion's left hand claws tear at his torso and groin, ripping off vital...parts.
The goblin duke's strikes manage to disarm the King, but before he can strike him decisively, Rabban tackles him to the ground and starts punching him in the face with all his fury, leaving bloody marks, tearing off fur and breaking fangs. The King struggles, trying to get the assailant off himself as his vision gets bloodied up, one of his eyes shut from a punch.
>>1946075
Reimar is put on the defensive by the spearman, managing to keep the jabs away with his shield nevertheless.
>>1946079
No weakness presented itself - you were smacked with the pole of his shaft, bloodying your face further.
>>1946093
You pulled out, but couldn't find a good place to thrust again, hitting against his armor instead - you narrowly avoided the brunt of one of his strikes, the hammer's blunt tip just lightly brushing against you - which still hurt a bit.

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>1946141
"LEEE!!!"
Not again, Reimar won't let this keep happening. They can't keep getting awa with this.

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>1946141
"It hurts... oh gods, it hurts... stop it... STOP IT!"

Lee aims to do the same to his opponent - an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, et cetera, et cetera.

Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>1946141
Batter him until he stops struggling.

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>1946141
"The blade goes between the plates, Mr. Quell."
Stab daggers

Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>1946141
>>1946141
Keep stabbing him.

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>1946141
"Should have picked a fight with the other guy."
Taiwaz tries to put some distance between him and the Hammer wielder before loosing more arrows at the lion.

Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>1946141
Die!

Rolled 8, 37, 90, 25, 48, 81, 37 = 326 (7d100)

This may be the end

>>1946158
You found the right moment - stepping in, blocking the stab with your shield, then quick closing of the distance and a strike against the knight!
>>1946160
Abmis' strength is greater, however, and he throws you off himself, clawing at your face in the process, leaving bloody marks as he tries to stand up.
>>1946159
But in the process of standing up, Lee's own attack returns the favour in kind - hitting the Lion's groin and almost making his eyeballs pop out, leaving him stunned and unable to fight.
>>1946167
Successful stabbing occured and a knight lies dead on the ground.
>>1946169
Your stabs hit plate - his hammer hit your right kneecap. You're knocked out of the fight, in need of treatment.
>>1946175
The arrows did nothing to harm him.
>>1946179
You hit him, cutting off his left year and leaving more blood on his face.


The King is now at the mercy of those attackers near him, but there are still two of his Knights - the Hammer and Spear duo - who see the peril their liege is in and move to liberate him now.
One more round. Think your actions through.

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>1946228
Cut down the knights who would dare take our prize from us!

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>1946228
Seeing that their gun would never be reloaded in time to interfere, Quell and Ado move to intercept the spear guy with their daggers.

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>1946228
Struggling to his feet and dashing forward, Rabban will seek to place his dagger at the lion kings throat's.
"Stand down catfolk or your dear king gets it!"

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>1946228
"Y-you just removed... excess weight, bastard!"

This time, I will aim to pierce his other ball (the eye) and kill him. No matter what Rabban does, I must be quicker.

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>1946228
Its time to stop Hammer time.

>>1946239
Aiming, of course, at areas right within a kobold's reach. Wounds which would cripple, castrate, or simply disembowel our foe.

Rolled 9, 6, 42, 32 = 89 (4d100)

Lee is faster than Rabbann, so it's a roll against his roll to see if the King survives it.

>>1946234
>>1946239
>>1946250
>>1946251

>>1946234
>>1946239
First fell the spearman - his advance stopped by a pair of kobolds, his death at the hands of the goblin duke.
>>1946251
The hammer knight was tougher - Reimar's attack struck plate once more and in return, the hammer was brought down hard - Nomin's shield did little but cushion the blow, a blow that broke his left arm and then transferred a massive shock into his body, leaving him on the ground, unable to move.

The hammer knight was eventually swarmed by enemies - bit by bit, he was tired out and brought down, a death by a thousand cuts. The two brothers had died - and before their eyes, they saw as their King was killed, a sword going through his eye and into his skull.

The Lion King is dead - a heavy blow to the morale and leadership of his army!
The sun is now setting and our own men are somewhat tired, however. The titan is still there and the battle is not yet over, though
A.Keep going!
B.We've done enough, regroup and pull back, minimize our own casualties
C.Other

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Rolled 42 (1d100)

Rabban, furious, slugs Lee in his stupidly fast mug.
"He was mine you snake! Mine to ransom! He was supposed to make me rich!"

>>1946331
>B.We've done enough, regroup and pull back, minimize our own casualties

>>1946331
B.We've done enough, regroup and pull back, minimize our own casualties

>>1946331
>A.Keep going!

>>1946331
>B.We've done enough, regroup and pull back, minimize our own casualties

>>1946352
>>1946331
Change 2 B

>>1946331
>B.We've done enough, regroup and pull back, minimize our own casualties

Rolled 6 (1d8)

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away:

Trusted Councilor Drunf was at the bathroom, enjoying his favorite part of the workday.
Well, his bathroom break was not like that of lesser mortals. For starters the spacious and luxurious bathroom had a connected bedroom, kitchen, break room and balcony. All gilded and covered in deliciously soft plush cloth naturally. His bathroom breaks could thus last for many hours, often with snack breaks and naptime included.
At times they would go on long enough to warrant bathroom breaks of their own, his architects and crying accountants were already drawing up plans for adding a bathroom to this bathroom for just such a purpose.

Outside, he could hear the cheers from the game of “Catch the Garble”, the traditional annual sporting event where the gathered Councilors celebrated some dumb event that took place 500 years ago.

From his plushy gilded window he could spot them down in the Garden of Trust. Half a dozen servants dressed in comical costumes carrying plumed banners running to and fro, at times stopping to make loud garbling noises. Over a hundred councilors being carried on the backs of servants chased them, their carriers goaded forwards by bottles of beer attached to sticks just long enough to be out of reach.

Drunf had tried the game once, never again. Before the first scheduled tea break he had been tackled by both Half-knackers, while in the Javelin Zone of all places, resulting in the loss of the Green Leadershirt and being bumped down to fourth in the line for the Captain’s Fez. He could have grinded some points in the shadow circles by the fountain to regain his chances at a late game comeback but had instead gone for the traditional ragequit. Never again.

Unbeknownst to Drunf however, other forces than those in his bowels were at work this day.

1 I’m sorry dad, but you are evil.
2 Thanks for naming me heir daddy.
3 Nothing personell father.
4 I have no further need for you dear husband.
5-6 IMPEACH HIM
7 #HerTurn
8 You can’t Trump the Drunf

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Rolled 10 (1d12)

>>1947690
The ruse had worked, set up a sporting event and the fat moron had immediately retreated into his private chamber, leaving them free to plot against him.
“All in agreement then? That revolting idiot have flaunted all our rules and traditions and dragged our good name through the mud.”
In perfect unison, “Ale!” resounded all over the Garden of Trust.

The officers of the Wolf Brigade, known for their fanatical loyalty to their liege, raised no objection. Rather they personally marched into the private quarters of Drunf Tower and had their previous liege dragged screaming and kicking to the dungeon.

Soon enough it was known that the previous Master of Law were facing charges of tax evasion, theft, corruption, nepotism, attempted human trafficking, donations to the Wave Charities, breaking his vow of celibacy and offending foreign dignitaries by having two scoops of ice cream while only giving them one.

Once more, the councilors gathered in their grand hall, once again trying to elect a worthy leader for themselves:

1. Some saint who honestly believes in virtue and morality, hates violence
2. A dick, morals are for the weak & peasants
3. More forward thinking, reformist
4. Strict and conservative
5. Former soldier who joined the Councilors, as much a soldier as a scholar
6. Corrupt weakling, only there due to nepotism
7. Radical reformist
8. “The way of the sages is a philosophy of peace. Death to all who say otherwise!”
9 Former NSA
10 Another from the House of Drunf
11 Councilor Shill-a-rey, will she break the glass ceiling?
12 Jasper the Fat, because why not?

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>>1947702
Sir Eric Drunf, former war hero, adventurer, explorer, hunter of heretics, hoster of the best parties and owner of the most perfect smile in the entire realm was elected the new Trusted Councilor after long debates and many cocktails.
His initiative regarding pushing for the impeachment of his father providing the tipping point, such unselfish love for the realm above all else is all too rare these days.

Hopefully his bold and wise leadership will once again restore the hallowed and noble traditions that the Order of the Trusted so dream of returning to.

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24.8.816. The Lion King's army has withdrawn beyond the river, looking to resupply and recover - our own situation is somewhat similar. Our army has thirty nine thousand Roggarians, thirteen thousand of which are too wounded to fight now. The Corvonni force is down to under thirty eight thousand, the Lursari have three thousand - in total, we are around eighty thousand, while the Cilenar have about sixty-eight thousand if our estimates are correct. Both sides have some prisoners - but for now, the enemy's advance has been halted.
A.Go on the counteroffensive right now!
B.Rest for a while
C.Let the army rest, send the raiding group north to deal with Charron
D.Have our army go to the northern Corvonni front
E.Other

>>1958319
B

>>1958319
>C.Let the army rest, send the raiding group north to deal with Charron

We are sending Reimar down to the Holy Mountains to seek treatment for the wounds that were caused to him during the battle.

>>1958319
B
await reinfocement

>>1958319
B

It looks like we'll take some time to rest. Give me 3 rolls.

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>1958368

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>1958368

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>1958368

Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>1958368

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>1958368

Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>1958368

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2.9.816. A week's rest has been good on us - the Champion of Drana and her entourage arrived here to treat the wounded a few days ago(Reimar encountered them on the way and is currently recovering from his own trauma). Our front has been stale and the main group of reinforcements has already passed through Donnovril and will reach Gardits in two weeks at most, we believe. Urgent spatial communications this morning are followed by all the officers in the army being woken - an emergency war council is called.
Great Perch has fallen, the message says. The Akeshizu army assaulted the city last evening and the fighting has now reached the highest levels - the Emperor's Hill has fallen, the last defenders are trying to protect the ways leading to the peak. The details on how the Akeshizu managed to accomplish this are uncertain - uncofirmed reports of undead dragons, mass spatial use and betrayal from within, according to the spatial message that is soon cut off by static as the mage on our side screams, clutching his head before it explodes in a shower of gibs across the command tent.

>>1958419
Well time to get marching, we have a mountain to save.

>>1958419
*wipes head*
Uh yeah, we should go and deal with that

>>1958427
>>1958430
Agreed, time to put on our best running shoes.
That fiend of fire will have to wait for another day.

>>1958427
Aye Let's get moving.

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Gauthier, the Champion of Ezdar, is missing his usual smile - in its place a glare and clenched teeth, a face almost steaming in anger.
"I will go right away." He says and turns around, but Emerich's hand on his shoulder stops him. The Roggarian knight coughs once to get attention to his proposal.
"The army will need to cover about 500 kilometers before they can reach Great Perch. Gauthier on his griffon might be able to do it even faster, but that still might be too slow. One of our comrades - the Champion of Charodei, Mirabelle - is preparing a one-way teleportation right now - she can bring a group of dozens, perhaps as many as a hundred men over and it can happen today. I will go with my group that way. What about you?"
There are murmurs among the other officers. The corvonni know that they are in a terrible position whatever happens now, so they're already drawing up plans to start falling back towards the capital and preparing for the worst. The centaurs will be helping them as they can - what about you, Roggarians? If you want to send characters from your faction across the portal right away, you can volunteer some men. If you want your troops here to do something in particular or you want to propose a general change in strategy, speak up now. The current consensus is for the army to march south.

>>1958483
"The Knights of Gobbopolis will teleport with you, we must stem this evil tide as best we can. I wish we could have done more my Corvonni friends bu the world is at stake and I wish you luck in theses end times...."

>>1958483
I'll send Zalian and The Fangs right across the portal. Best of luck to the Corvonni.

>>1958483
The siblings Feyd and Rabban will go with the portal, their usual smug and cocky attitudes gone.

Captain Tiberius Neru and Jiajia Zhang will remain behind with the majority of the troops, they came here to settle a score with a certain demon and will not give up their chance at it, not even if the world is ending.

As for strategy, I suggest the majority of the Roggarian army remaining here to assist the Corvonni, only the mounted elements to set out for the Holy Mountain.

>>1958483
hesitant Bosus responds
"Yeah, i'll go allng with 2 physicians"

>>1958483
"Kaletor Taiwaz will go through with the portal group."

Rolled 39 (1d100)

The three champions all stand silent for a few moments - as if they've felt a great disturbance in their connection to each other...

>>1958509
"Well, anything we should be aware of?"

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The group enters the assigned zone and waits as they begin to feel a dizzyness and then, a nausea as the world shifts within the blink of an eye - and then, they find themselves in a different place. Another camp, one in the mountains - near the base of Great Perch's rise.
Mirabelle Notaro is trying to conceal her sweaty face and irregular breathing with her big hat as she sits down to catch a breath.
Beside her there are other wizards, half of them on the ground from exhaustion. Barfing their guts out in a circle next to yours is another group. Most of them are wounded, fresh from a battle - and in the middle lies, motionless, the corpse of a female minotaur - the Champion of Divata, Margarita Sokolova, barely recognizable from dozens of arrows, stab wounds and cuts, burnt fur and a broken horn.
The camp has soldiers milling around - dwarves and eagles mostly. A force of Paitrans is returning to camp from some battle - also in poor condition, men having lost limbs, eyes and in some cases their sanity.
You can see fires burning up in the many separate towns and cities that make up Great Perch - the base is under siege, artillery from our side shelling those within. It's a barely organized chaos all around. What will you do, everyone(Separately, if you wish - you can freeroam for a turn, doing a roll for an action, or look for someone to speak to).

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>1958553
Organise healing, care for the wounded and such

Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>1958553
Rabban walk over to the minotaur, patting the poor creature reassuringly on the head. "You did good."

Meanwhile, Feyd shall seek out whoever is in charge in this mess, putting his abilities as an officer at their disposal.

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>1958553
Draw the Necklace of Bone-biter and use what magic stored within to heal as many as I can (Gatestone necklace)

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>1958553
Run to the champion of Divata and listen to any witnesses nearby that might know what happened.

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>1958553
Find whoever is in charge and offer help in bringing order to this mess.

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>>1958561
You're overloaded with work and are terribly undersupplied for what's needed, though you try to help save lives nevertheless.
>>1958562
You don't get a clear answer on who's in charge of the mess - you try to get everyone to listen to you, but are mostly ignored as officers and soldiers are hurrying along on their respective tasks.
>>1958565
Your necklace helped aleviate the situation in the infirmary somewhat, for which the medics thanked you. Its charge eventually ran out, after saving the lives of dozens in critical condition.
>>1958576
An elf in greenish armor takes off his helmet, hacking up blood, before speaking.
"As soon as we had some forces that could aid us we rushed to aid the city in its defenses. Lady Sokolova - he coughs again - she led the charge. We nearly made it to the Emperor's Hill when we were attacked by their undead dragon. We were surrounded and had no way of going forward or back - the teleportation wasn't ready yet, so she said she would bide time. She - she turned into a great bear and fought the dragon, smashing apart its bones and giving us time. We rallied many to her and were about to teleport when a demon with a strange sword - its energy was not visible as a glow, but rather as...as though it was eating up the light around it, all the colours - and all the magic. He killed her and I couldn't protect her..." the elf clutches a fist before going into another coughing fit, forced to sit down. His face is messy and bloody, but the Fangs recognize it.

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>>1958579
You get a good idea of the situation with this mottled-together army. The Paitrans who just came back are commanded by their King, Charlion Ezgielan, who's the highest in rank around, but has the smallest force. The dwarves of Kragnaal and Petrekshan are mostly keeping up the siege and their commander is General Borin Sandoug, who agrees to come and see you.
The largest force here is the army of the Eagle King - but their King, the Avorei Emperor himself, was last known to be in the city when it was attacked. It is unknown if he is still alive - the big push into the city was an attempt to get to him, but it failed. The current commander of the Avori forces here is General Hower, who recognizes the name of Dragonscarred, having briefly met with Taiwaz's uncle before.
A meeting is called - a briefing on the present situation. General Sandoug has fifteen thousand dwarves under him - or at least that was before the battle started. Charlion has about five thousand men remaining, General Hower has some fourty or so thousand men that he brought to free the city - he says there should be tens of thousands of others fighting to defend it, but it's a statement made with a tinge of fear in his voice.
"For now we know that they haven't reached the Peak itself. Blasts of light energy continue appearing - Lord Veltichsvam protects the Tomb of Light." General Hower says.
"The enemy army numbers some eighty thousand or so overall. They have regulars - humans, elves, orcs - but their main strength is in the demons. Divata's Champion apparently destroyed the undead dragon they had, but we can't be sure if it was the only one. There have been unconfirmed reports from our fliers who tried to reach higher up in the sky that there is some floating structure as well." he continues.

"By the gods...
Then what's the plan? Resist and fight?"

>>1958643
"We must gather and strike hard to throw off their hold on the city so we can relieve the forces near the peak."

>>1958643
"There's a possibility there may be more dragons, about 3 if my knowledge of akeshisu history is correct. General Hower do you know if there's any hidden passages into the Perch?"

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"I suppose we only have one option.
Scramble everything we got and charge for the peak, Pantheon willing we'll get there with enough men to hold it long enough."

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The briefing and the following spatial communications have provided the following information.
The portal in Freedompath that leads to the High Elf Dominion will be operational in ten days if everything's going well. The Roggarian army needs at the very least 10 days - and that's assuming an uninterrupted forced march which would leave them tired upon arrival.
Dark himself is moving towards the Holy Mountain from the south, where his forces are holding off Storm's counteroffensive. Indeed, on all fronts the Vast have been emboldened and are going into full offensive mode - the most concerning being the nearby lowlands front, where Tornomk is threatening to crash through our lines and go for the mountain.
Three Celestial Dragons will be here in a day at most - Shen Rong of Wind, Zarinal of Earth and Krasnogen of Fire. Smaller bands of reinforcements, among them Zhongi and Kambori units, will also be here around that time.
The question now is a question of when to strike.
A.Assault the city now, there is no time to be lost!
B.Wait a day and prepare for the battle
C.Wait further
D.Try negotiations
E.Other

>>1958888
B

>>1958888
A.

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>>1958888
>A.Assault the city now, there is no time to be lost!

>>1958888
B

>>1958888
>B

>>1958888
>B.Wait a day and prepare for the battle

>>1958888
>>1958897
Switching to D

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Some negotiations were held briefly( Event room in discord) during which the Akeshizu chief diplomat, Masami Mizura, told the Roggarian leaders a number of things:
According to her tale, the Akeshizu only recently came into contact with the Vast and learned their story. They say that they are the first gods, the ones who created both Old Gods and New Gods as we know them long ago. The Elemental Gods betrayed the trust of the Vast Ones and established themselves as Gods of the mortal world, with Heaven and Hell acting as instruments of their power. According to this tale, mortals in this world are held down by the Gods and forced into submission by, among other things, a limit to their natural magic capacity - being made unable to regenerate their own magical energy. The Vast promises to undo these shackles and give freedom to mortals - no divine laws that dictate one's life. Dark and the Pantheon must be eliminated to that end, she said - and the mortal nations who wish to stand for their freedom against Heaven and Hell can join the cause of the Vast.

"You wish death and suffering for your people? In the name of some far-off so-called Gods that dictate how you lead your lives?You offer yourselves up to satisfy another's desires?I believe the word for such a person is cuckold."" she said
""Is that not how everyone lives. Following the orders of Monarchs and Emperors in their palaces." Tiwaz replied.
"Is that how we have to live?"
"Its how we choose to live."
The negotiations ended - Feyd pulled a knife and wounded the demoness, who promptly fled for her life.


B has been chosen. Give me 3 rolls.

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>1959034

Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>1959034

Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>1959034

Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>1959034

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>1959034

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When the zombified Light Dragon Havalach attacked our camp during the night, the Orlaegi panicked. Word had already gone out of what was said in the meeting and both Pantheonic and Triumvirate-worshipping soldiers have their faith shaken. The Avori Emperor was captured, we learn, as the Akeshizu display him to the besieging force, his wings clipped. To see one of their Gods raised as an undead servant and their Emperor captured puts pressure on the eaglemen, otherwise renowned for their bravery. In the morning reinforcements have arrived - the three dragons, an elite Zhongi force led by General Tso and a small orcish army led by King Drousdorb - each force numbering about two thousand total. Flashes of light continue to light up the sky - there is still resistance atop the peak.
A.Begin the assault
B.Wait more
C.This is hopeless - leave this place while we can
D.Other

>>1959082
A

>>1959082
A.

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>>1959082
>A.Begin the assault
"Nothing makes sense anymore but I'll die before trusting these backstabbing fiends. Better to trust in our arms."

>>1959082
A.
It is now or never my friends, may the gods be with us.

Let's talk to the champions of the gods before this fight.

>>1959082
>A.Begin the assault
>D.Other
"Before we begin the Assault we should speak with the Gods. these latest events have wrecked our morale. The troops could do with the wisdom of the Pantheon to help set their minds at ease."

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More reinforcements were also brought in by teleportation via Charodei's champion - the champions of Abagar, Domna and Batahl were ported in. That makes eight champions present, including Ezdar, Zemel, Kovag and Drana.
With troop morale so low and questions at many people's minds, the Champions have assembled to answer them and explain the Pantheon's viewpoint in all of this.
"If knowledge is what you seek - ask and we will answer. There is no longer any need to hide, it seems." Speaks Varg Paesbaen - the Champion of Abagar.

>>1959123
"No need to hide you say? Then let's hear it."

>>1959123
"what's beyond sealurker points, are the rumors true?"

>>1959123
"What are the Pantheon and the Old Gods?"

>>1959123
“What exactly is the Vast and why are they opposed to the Pantheon.”

>>1959123
"These Vastian lords are apparently the top of some Divine Hierarchy. They created the Old Gods and by extension the Pantheons creation is due to them. Have the News Gods always known this? How do they plan on standing against such power?"

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>>1959133
"I myself have managed to go beyond Sealurker point and return - but I did not go far. Based on everything we've learned over the past eight hundred years, we believe a fourth force lives there - one that has influence over the southern hemisphere of our world to some extent. They were a civilization that managed to rebel against the Old Gods before the Storm, creating a zone in which their magic and technology kept them safe and trying to expand beyond. The great desert of Hajatas serves a two-fold purpose - to make it harder for them to influence the world beyond and to make it harder for outsiders to reach them. A solution the Titans came to where no other could be found - this was centuries before the Storm. That civilization, its population most likely of mixed elvish and giant origin, was isolated entirely, advancing in its own ways and remaining unaffected by the Storm. Some sort of internal conflict must have left them weakened or otherwise they would have tried to expand their influence beyond - it is either that, or they have managed to act in such a way that all the eyes of the Pantheon have not seen." Varg says.

>>1959123
"So, are we nothing but cattle then?
Do you consider yourself cattle? Or are you perhaps cattle with special privileges?

Give us some justification for our sacrifices not having been in vain.
Tell me that good people like Valeria did not die like obedient lambs just to keep the farm running.
Is heaven even real? Is that the incentive, bribing us with unthinking bliss for our servitude?"

>>1959123
"When journeying across the ocean, I was notified of several islands, both having properties relating to that of both the Old and New Gods. One example of the Old God's island is Earthquake island, which is clearly an island of earth, where an earth vast might have been located. A New God example was Gambia, where it seemed as though the exact opposite of what Divata wants, and where an Old One was. Could there be also Old Ones prepared to take over the New Gods as well?"

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>>1959139
>>1959145
>>1959148

Domna's champion - the sea elf Maria de Mercedecias - speaks to answer that query.
"What the demon said is a twisted kind of truth, presented from one angle. The Vast Gods are the first, yes - the first sentient beings in "History", who over many millenia shaped matter to their will. They essentially created the mortal world in its original form, binding the primal forces of the Elements to eight beings, the Elemental Gods - spirits with great power and minds of their own. In their primordial form, the Vast - whose number and names are something we are not truly certain of, hence the name - were able to gradually generate magical energy of their own, allowing their souls to shape the world with magic. The Elemental Gods were closer to this mortal world and could more aptly shape it when given power - and so they were. Life was being created - trees and animals, creatures with a small fragment of what can be considered a soul - experiments for what would come later. Titans were created - as living, yet immortal beings that walked the world, bodies that the Old Gods could occupy, lacking a physical form of their own. Tens of thousands of years continued had passed, the gods of the Vast beyond giving power to the Elemental Gods, who guided the Titans in shaping the world. The dragons came later - immortal beings who could produce their own progeny, unlike the Titans who were each a hand-made creation. Experimentation with life and the soul - a sentient force, a spirit that could bend matter to its will by way of magic - continued. Sentient mortals were created, their numbers rapidly growing with time - in which the Elements saw a great opportunity. Their plans and the plans of the Vast Ones may have drifted apart at some point - and the children turned on their parents. That is where the Pantheon came in. Heaven and Hell - planes of creation and destruction, where the souls of mortals would pass on after death. They are real, not just fairy tales. Light was the main architecht of Heaven and Dark - of Hell. A system was created in place, a system with which the mortals were limited, their latent magical energy unusable by them - prayer, a transfer of energy to a higher being, became necessity for those who sought power. A foodchain was created, one that powered the Elemental Gods - and in this, the Pantheon were those spirits that Light created to rule over Heaven and oversee the passage of mortal souls into a cycle of rebirth. Having gained great power from this system that was now well established, the Old Gods erected the barriers between the planes and the Vastness Beyond that kept their creators away and cemented them as undisputed Gods over mortals."

>>1959250
"What of the Mighty, Rog and other such beings?"

>>1959250
"You speak of Heaven, as Councilor Lingnu described as an eternaly static place dominated by pastoral pleasantness. But you also speak of a cycle of rebirth for mortal souls. Is that not a contradiction?"

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>>1959250
"There is no such thing as infinity. Everything has its limit - including magical power and, by that logic, the power of Gods." Charodei's champion, the high elf Mirabelle Notaro speaks.
"The Elementals thought they had outmaneuvered their creators and that they'd become stronger - but the Vast would not stand by idly. What goes on beyond our worlds, in the great nether beyond, we do not know. The Vast gathered power - after their initial expulsion about six thousand years ago. They challenged the Old Gods - again and again, breaching the barrier between worlds on more than one occasion. Thousands of years of wars. A breach would be sealed, a new type of countermeasure created - mortal Empires were spurred on to advance in their technology and culture, organized religion began. That is how some of the Elemental Gods, such as Light, thought that the threat should be handled. Others, like Dark, thought in a different fashion - mortals should be at the bottom of the food chain - the demigods and living immortals would be a better force to handle the threat of the Vast. Dragon broods, demons, vampires, undead - these were employed against the Vast. But this solution was imperfect, for it was shortsighted - in a longer term, the potential of mortals is far greater than that of immortals - the Pantheon knew this. Another problem was added to the mix - the slow, but steady corruption of the minds of the Old Gods. A focal point in that corruption was reached at one point - a moment in which the Vast could strike. In series of global cataclysmic events, Vast minds took over those of all the Old Gods. First there was Light. Then - Wind. From WInd came Fire - from Fire came Water. Water was followed by Earth, which was later tempered by Ice. Then came the turn for Storm - The Storm. What would have followed was Dark, but he had his own ways. A great war was waged on the mortal plane, between the worshippers of the Vast on one side and those of the Elements on the other. Dragons, Titans and mortal nations fought on both sides. The Pantheon put an end to it - biding time and finding allies in the world, when both sides in that great conflict were weakened, we struck with all our force to banish the Vast and restore the barriers between the worlds - but our power was not enough to destroy them. Those spirits who had assimilated the minds of the Old Gods remained - albeit bound to certain locations. The Storm ended and all sides in the conflict were thoroughly exhausted, giving way to a new age. Seeing the horrours wrought on by greed, envy, sloth, wrath, pride and a lust and hunger for power, the Pantheon decided that we would have to bring a new order to the world - to act as New Gods, who bring laws and knowledge to mortals, who guide them to live righteous lives, wary of evil in all its forms."

>>1959323
When we kill these titans, inhabited by the spirits of the Old Gods and the Vast, what happens to the Vast and the Old Gods that inhabit them?

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>>1959284
>>1959176
"That goes into the topic of souls, one of the most complex matters that can be discussed. To put it somewhat simply - we do not know where the first souls, those of the Vast Gods, came from - and if they are indeed the first or there exists a creator before them. Those primordial souls were self-aware minds without a form that took untold millenia to gather power and begin using it. That energy coming from the ether that they absorbed was weak and slow to give them power. They created other self-aware minds, a world - the whole process I told you about. The system that eventually came to exist guaranteed a steady supply of magical energy, far faster in providing the Gods with power than what they previously could do. This power comes from the activity of the soul - emotions on one hand and thoughts on the other. Mortals were the greatest creation, looking at it from a "Magical economy" standpoint - the lives they lived were filled with intense emotion and thought, sentient activity whose residual effects is the magical fuel of life. Mortal life allows for an immortal soul - or rather, it is the other way around - an immortal, reusable soul, requires a mortal life. After death, the soul goes back into the cycle of Heaven and Hell - where mortal souls come from. To allow mortals to breed, to allow sentient life to propagate itself at such a rate, requires material for the creation of these souls - and that is what Heaven and Hell are for.
You see,the soul hase a "Body" and "Mind" - the body being its raw power and magical capacity and the mind being the sentience that moves them in some way. The "Bodies" of souls are reused for the creation of new souls. What remains in Heaven or Hell are the Minds of the souls. That is where one fundamental difference between mortals and immortals lies - death brings about the destruction of an immortal's soul, an end to their existense. That is the price that is paid for power. A break from that old order were the Demi-mortals, the solution Dark had thought of - beings such as the demons. In the case of demons, death leads to the loss of the soul's body and the return of the soul's mind to Hell. A ready-to-use pallet for the creation of an endless army - provided there are enough mortals to fuel a new Body for the soul. Dark's plan is that - to see the Pillars of Heaven broken and regain control over Hell, whereupon he would use demons to fight the Vast."
"The Pantheon began as administrators, middle management in a system of power-hungry Gods vying for power - but in our observation of mortal life, we came to appreciate it. To understand and develop a philosophy and a set of morals. To safeguard mortals from the dangers of the Vast, the sanctity of life and death must be upheld - a demon's soul requires the consumption of many mortals to create, to put it in basic terms. Given time and guidance - a way of life - mortals can be enough on their own. A balance of power, a good world."

>>1959432
“What doth life?”

>>1959432
"What about burying the bodies? Surely the soul itself requires a vessel, the physical body?"

>>1959432
"If I may ask... is what were told earlier about saving the world from oblivion all a lie?"

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>>1959196
"Those islands - and that whole Vast-afflicted sea- is where the Great war of Gods was fought. The magic employed during the Storm left the areas affected for a long term. As for an island such as Gambia - we believe that was their plan for afterwards, to use "Lesser" Vast souls to corrupt and take over our souls if we sealed Heaven off from the Mortal realm."
>>1959263
"Gods make plans for everything. Some get abandoned - such as the Animal Gods - while others are never fully realized - such as the Proto Humans. In creating the mortal races, the Elementals - Gods, Titans and Dragons - experimented with many designs. Rog, The Mighty and others like them were "Perfected" humans - a mortal form and mortal will, but the body of a soul - well, I suppose it's more apt to call that whole concept a "Spirit" in Roggarian - being of a demigod's level. No afterlife would await them - they were test subjects to see the potential of humans in different conditions. That final generation of Proto Humans was sent to guide the mortal tribes, but the project of creating an ideal race was never fully finished - the Storm came."
>>1959358
"The Old Gods' spirits would be destroyed, as would these Vast Minds. But they are not all of the Vast - there are others like them beyond the barriers that protect our planes of being. The forces of heaven are always watching, protecting that barrier - a major part of the Pantheon's power is dedicated to that task of preventing any great breaches into our planes. It is why the Pantheon does not recklessly send angels to solve every problem in the world - not only are they needed elsewhere, but it also requires a more thinned-out barrier between worlds."
>>1959486
"Beings who posess a physical body, a sentient mind and a magical spirit, have those three interconnected in their living forms. The mind controls the spirit which exists in the frame of the body - the bodies of all sentient beings are attuned to be able to exert that magic. Like blood vessels, magical vessels - or circuits, however you wish to call them - are spread throughout a magical being's body. The organism is set up in a way to allow some amount of spiritual power to be exerted - but there are limitations to physical frames. Minotaurs and dwarves were created to be stronger - far stronger than a creature of their relative size would normally be - but that came at the cost of weakened spirit vessels. Conversely, we elves are of a size comparable to humans, but have more slender frames - our bodily energies are required for the sustenance of spirit vessels. Now, the spirit is what is reused in the creation of new souls, while the mind remains in Heaven or Hell - the spirit, being bound in such a way to an organism, degrades back into its original form a bit slower. Completely destroying a body usually allows the mind to return to the Afterlife, but the spirit is often times lost or damaged - the preservation of the dead allows the spirit to pass on."

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>>1959432
“Hold on, are you saying heaven and hell came first and an appreciation morality and such only came gradually afterwards?
Then explain to me, if you would be so kind, is there any relation between living a virtuous life and access to this eternal mindless bliss offered? Or is the reward handed out to those sufficiently useful and obedient regardless of moral convictions, even if their obedience is based on lies?
I mean, you are saying the gods began as administering this system, and later came to appreciate benevolence and morals due to their use for creating a good balanced world... You make it sound like the only purpose of religious morality is to be better tools for the gods.

In fact, fuck it, let me ask you something theological that I’ve been wondering about. Are sodomites allowed in heaven?
I mean, according to the Royal Chaplain sodomy is not something the gods approve of. But one of your colleagues did recruit a sodomite for your cause as another useful idiot, telling her the lies about saving the world from oblivion you’ve been telling the rest of us.
Humor this unenlightened layman, is the reward of heavenly peace simply given to all regardless of service, or only to those sufficiently useful to the Pantheon?

Don’t get me wrong, I barely knew the Vance girl, we Har-konnens never got along with them, and I certainly never met her little plaything Marielle. I don’t care about them. But the theological implications here do intrigue me, if for no other sake than for my own sake. A sinner who never recanted her sinful ways but died believing in a lie about saving the world from oblivion? And her meek little plaything? Are those two frolicking in heaven as we speak?

I mean, I’ve never been much of a religious man, and I have a fair share of sinful acts in my past. But that is all ok if I die being useful to the Pantheon? I should not seek to live a life in humility and prayer but rather jockey for position with other useful heroes?
I don’t know what to believe anymore regarding how we’re supposed to be leading our lives. I was content in a way that I would never see Heaven, but now I’m not so sure anymore.”

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>>1959505
"The Vast would not physically destroy the world in its entirety - if they defeat all opposition and establish themselves as unopposed rulers of the world, they would shape it into whatever they want. They have such a potential far more than the Elemental Gods or the Pantheon ever could. Fearing that power is most likely what drew the Elements to their rebellion - cutting off the Vast from their secure source of mana and taking it from themselves. In that war, the mortals were pawns and the Pantheon, bishops - to compare it to a Game of Kings. The Vast might even hold up to their promise and remove the magical limiters that the Elements placed on mortals - from what the demon said, we may assume that the Vast aren't interested in power for power's sake alone. They might even usher in a new age on the world - but they will have the say in any matter. With no system to bring stability and balance, with magic running amok and morals set beside, the world would be chaotic - even disregarding all-powerful divine intervention, mortals would tear each other apart if such a life of hedonism is encouraged. Perhaps it is in the Pantheon's nature to seek to keep an orderly world, but the core concepts behind our religion and the philosophies that Pantheonic civilization is built on are the belief in self-restraint and a natural order. We believe that it is good and just to keep that order."
>>1959589
"Justice and fairness are concepts of controversy in every world. Mathematics can present an ideal world of precise values, but the consequences of real-life actions are not something that can be measured with perfect accuracy and numbered down - we can not give a numeral score to a person's performance in life. Divine judgement plays out in a reading of the mind's memory - a review of a mortal's actions throughout life. Based on the balance between good and evil in a soul, it is either sentenced to Heaven or Hell. A good act does not wash out a bad one - nor a bad the good. That is one of the fundaments of Juras' philosophy. Inadvertedly, a decision made by the Elements when they created Heaven and Hell puts divine judgement in a different light. You see, to strike a balance, it was decided that one half of the souls passing into the Afterlife would go to Heaven and the other half - to Hell. Divine judgement weighs the better half and sends them to Heaven - where they live out visions of goodness, an Afterlife that summons positive emotions - and positivity begets more positivity. This is one of the main sources of magical power, the residue from all these emotions that are felt.Hell puts the minds it has sentenced through trials that conjure up "negative" emotions - also generating power. The Pantheon only draws upon the power created in Heaven, but the laws set upon the planes of Creation and Destruction require the system to go on - half of all who die go to Hell. The Pantheon has been able to create and maintain one way around this - Purgatory."

>>1959687
"Purgatory is the common name of the thin link between Heaven and Hell. The Pantheon's spirits are bound to Heaven, but through Purgatory we are able to exert some control over Hell - bringing souls undeserving of such suffering into Heaven and sending loyal servants down to Hell to keep order. It is a thin pipeline, which would endanger the barrier between worlds if it were to be too great. It is one of the Pantheon's few "real" creations - a second chance, a way to redemption. "
"Order is there not just for orders sake, by the way. Without a system of rebirth, mortal life could collapse - if the number of mortals increases, yet there is not enough soul energy to give them sentience, the result would be essentially empty husks. The propagation of life and the continued use of magic requires this system - it is part of the original purpose behind its creation. Everything has to come from somewhere, after all."

>>1959712
"So, what of the 'souls' of titans or dragons? In the books, they say their soul is eternally extinguished after their body's death, as 'their souls were meant for this plane'. Why don't they go to heaven or hell? Would they not be worth more?"

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>>1959730
"The mortal world is elemental in nature. All matter on it posesses some relation to each element, to a certain degree - this is comparable to colours. The base colours in certain combinations form all other colours. Looking at it from a perspective like that, non-elemental matter is black, while certain rare materials such as gold are white. Yes, precisely - gold posesses an equal amount of essense from each element. Other metals and gems are more aligned towards certain elements - and why is this relevant? You know that dragons and titans love to hoard riches, but there's a practical reason behind it. Beings of elemental power such as dragons and titans are aligned to one of the eight elements and draw power from it - a fire dragon may make its lair in a volcano, an ice dragon would seek the frozen arctic and so on. The demigods are able to effectively regenerate their magical power via proximity to those elements - and dragons are able to switch into their humanoid forms while near matter that can store that power. Where does that matter go? When a humanoid dragon turns back into its large form, it has to draw on its aligned elemental matter again. Gold, being the "perfect" matter, is universally useful in that regard - and that is why it and other precious metals and gemstones originally became valuable thousands of years ago, when dragons and titans made some races have an inborn attraction to such wealth - for the purpose of extracting it. That also gave rise to a cultural importance in early civilizations that has remained to this day. People know that gold and diamonds are valuable just because, or at least that's what most think."
Shen Rong, here in his elvish form, breathes in and nods.
"Such is the nature of the world.Titans were never made with reproductive capabilities in mind. Dragons were - what limits our birth rate is the need to accumulate magical power to pass on to progeny - it has to be in great number for a real dragon to hatch from an egg. If insuficient power is put into those eggs, what you get are less intelligent and capable children - wyrms, serpents, drakes, wyverns - few such have been born since the Storm, because we learned to take care of our children better, but you may have read of records before the Storm - myths, legends and chronicles - that more frequently mentioned such beings."
"Dragons and Titans are bound to this plane, their purpose is its protection and the upholding of the Elemental Order. Our spirits are incapable of operating beyond it and the very system of our being means we require so much energy to be put into our creation or growth that we are not suitable as a source of mana in and of ourselves - as middlemen at most. The Vast Gods, having taken the Old Gods, may have the ability to create new Titans, but have chosen not to because of how much it would cost them. Dragons can continue their existence as long as the primordial elements exist in all matter."

[Sigh]
"This existence is a fucking mess. That's all I have to say on everything that's just been discussed here."

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>>1959712
"If I may be so rude, let us dispense with theoretical theories surrounding breeding of titans and the weight of souls, and bring attention back to the more pressing issues.

How much is at stake here?
Earlier we believed all would face oblivion should we fail, and now it sounds like the mortal realm being radically restructured or not is what we’re fighting over.
If the Vast gains victory, how will this affect life beyond this one? Will the afterlife change? Will the living dead return to haunt the living? Will heaven and hell continue as before, splitting the dead evenly? Will this purgatory you speak of disappear along with the Pantheon?

I mean, I have a wife and a child back home… Am I fighting for their salvation?
Should we suffer defeat here, what will be the consequences for the eternal souls of those coming after us?"

>>1961073
"Looking at it logically, there are two possibilities. One is that the Vast will establish themselves as new Gods and set their own rules - which will mean a tyranny worse than anything the biggest skeptic thinks of the Pantheonic order. Those who opposed them would be eliminated and the order of the world would be restructured. The balance of power would be destroyed, with the Vast Ones being too powerful to be opposed by anyone - even if you do not like the Pantheon, the Gods themselves are, generally, not the type who can smite you directly from Heaven. All the world would live in fear of the Vast and at their complete mercy - and if you were to judge them by the company they've kept and their actions so far, you'd know that it would not be a kind world to you and your kin.
The other option is that they will simply destroy all existing order and let anarchy reign. If they implement no system of rebirth, sentient mortals will eventually die out or wither in numbers and be overtaken by immortals or demimortals. At best, allowing the Vast to win would be exchanging benevolent Gods with a limit to their power for untrustworthy Gods with no limit to their power. " Varg explains.

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Preparations are being made for the assault on Great Perch to commence. If you have any questions to ask, ask them now. Also, post who you have participating in the battle. If you don't have anyone from your faction here, feel free to ask and be given control of some NPCs for the duration of the battle. If you have people there but don't want to participate, says so. Available non-roggarians include, but are not limited to: Dwarves from Kragnaal and Petrekshan, Paitrans, Orlaegi, Zhongi, Kambori, various mercenaries, followers of the Champions(The Champion of Mor having also just arrived from the Lowlands front with his group).

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>>1961499
Feyd Rautha and his brother Rabban of house Har-konnen are there, ready to fight and die if need be.

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Varg will is ready to get into action, but only after his daily porridge.

>>1961499
Duke Foreman Swift-Hands is ready to go out in a blaze of glory!

>>1961499
Zalian, with his 3 loyal fangs shall participate in the battle.

>>1961499
Herwig von Erden, Ser Robert Armbruster and Kolina will all join in the fight.

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Plans for the assault are being drawn up.
Great Perch is like a spiraling staircase, with different in size towns and cities situated on various levels. The major checkpoints while climbing up are as follow:
The fortified low-level city of Veiza, formerly a large marketplace, entryway into the city, is our first target - the fortifications and most of the city itself have been reduced to rubble both during the Akeshizu assault and the consequent counter-siege. It is a position that is hard for the enemy to hold - the generals believe that they'll merely try to use it to slow down any serious advance from our side, seeing as the previous assault managed to get through its defense line.
The second major checkpoint is Tipsber, an industrial center with entrances to mines in the mountain. The last assault managed to pass through it as well - fortifications there are also negligible, but after passing through its end a steeper rise begins, at which point landslides and other shenanigans with the terrain could be an issue to our assault.
The third checkpoint is Laketown, a major source of water for the city and an academic centre. The last assault was stopped there, as they were getting close to the core of the enemy's forces.
The fourth level will be Greenpath, the last area in which forests grow, a city that is half park and half treehouse-town. observations from our forces indicate that much of that area might have been torched during the assault.
The fifth level is Emperor's Hill - earlier assaults had hoped to reach it and free the Avori Emperor, but his liberation is now secondary to taking revenge. The Hill is where we believe the enemy will put up the toughest fight as it has usable fortifications and is an important strategic location.
After Emperor's Hill begins the climb into the heights, which are not as densely populated - a climb that eventually reaches The Triumvirate's Walkway, leading to the peak and the entrance to Light's Tomb - the place that Veltichsvam is still guarding.

While plans were being discussed in the command area, outside a commotion was rising. You checked to see what it was - an odd-looking cart train, dozens if not hundreds of carts, has just rolled into camp - it is protected by a hodgepodge of mercenaries, militiamen and soldiers, led by a middle aged human - an occidental, his garb and equipment being of the style of Akeshizu - the man puts his hands up as he is surrounded by soldiers from our side, but Duke Swift-Hands shouts for the men to put their weapons down when he sees who the ronin is travelling with - a crew of goblin mechanics, repairmen and golem pilots, wearing a special set of uniforms. The Duke smiles as he sees the veils covering the carts' contents being removed and large metal parts shining under the sun's rays. He has arrived - the crewmembers hastily start unloading the parts and more men are sent to assist with the task at hand - the assembly of Sentinel Prime.

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>>1970383
"Excellent, this is a sign of the Pantheon watching over us, our victory is guaranteed."